Diamonds in her eyes
A stone that makes promises
Like death do us part
With sickness and health
These were promises which were given on the day we were wed.
Me in my beautiful gown
Him in his tux
Making promises to one another
As we look each other in the eyes
Oh how young and naïve we once were
He slips the ice stone onto my hand
Then everything changes
No more nice guy
He becomes cold
Manipulative
This is not the man I once knew and loved so deeply
He’s become a stranger who came out of no where
I become scared and weak
I look down at my weaken hand with that diamond staring me in my eyes looking back at me to tell me it’s going to be okay
Years go by nothing has changed until I finally say
I take this ring and get my life back
For I will not let this diamond look into my eyes.
About the Creator
Jennifer lindquist
I’ve always had a interest in poetry since I took a creative writing class in high school. Writing poetry is my safe place where I can either get positive or sometimes negative energy out by my writing of poetry.
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